Mrs Brown Page #2

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- Come on, man.

- There's love. Then there's...

- What?

- [Pitcher Thuds]

- You know what I mean.

I don't think I do, Archie.

There's love, and there's

behaving like you do...

because there's nobody

to tell you not to.

So, which one of us

was she flirtin' with?

The good-looking one.

Obviously doesn't have

enough to do.

You work the system right,

you could ask her yourself.

Just be thankful you're not working

for the household.

The Queen never lets them

out of her sight.

But wee spats like us can slip

through the net easy.

I'm no wee spat, Archie.

[Laughing]

[Maid]

Don't just stare at him.

[Neighing]

Who is that?

- It's Mr Brown, ma'am.

- What is he doing there?

He appears to be standing

by his horse, ma'am.

I made no request

to go out riding today.

How long

has he been there?

I don't know, ma'am.

He was observed earlier, I believe.

Sir Henry, Mr Brown is standing

in the courtyard.

- I've no wish to go riding.

- I'm very sorry, ma'am.

I can't imagine...

He was certainly given

no instructions.

Please make sure

it does not happen again.

Of course. At once.

- What on Earth did you think

you were doing?

- Awaiting my orders.

You do not report for duty

unless the Queen requests of it.

You know that very well.

I didn't come all this way

to sit on my arse.

You'll await your orders

like everyone else...

unless you prefer a repeat

of yesterday's little excitement.

No.

I beg your pardon?

I thought I made myself

perfectly clear.

You do not leave your room

until Her Majesty requests it.

You tell Her Majesty

from me...

if her husband was here today,

he'd have her outta the house...

and gettin'

some air into her.

What the hell's the point

of me bein' here otherwise?

Go inside at once.

Is that the Queen's request?

Yes. It most certainly is.

[Clicks Tongue]

- [Horse Neighing, Whinnying]

- Mr Brown?

Yes, ma'am?

You have been told repeatedly

not to stand in the courtyard...

unless requested to do so.

Yes, ma'am.

Then why do you persist

in doing it?

Because I believe

Her Majesty's wrong.

If ever a poor soul

needed some fresh air, it's her.

The Queen will ride out

if and when she chooses.

And I intend to be there

when she's ready.

Prince Albert was going

to build a bench here.

He thought it one

of the best views in Osborne.

Aye, it's a fine spot, ma'am.

He thought so, yes.

In everything I do

and everything I say,

I try to think

as much as possible...

what he would do or say

if he were here now.

My private secretary wishes me

to return to public duties.

If Prince Albert was here,

he'd tell him a thing or two.

Sir Henry's not alone.

They all wish it.

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